This is a song about "More than my grind"

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I got more raps than christmas, my rhymes are relentless,

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Sicker than these niggas on they grind, workin' nine to five,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

'cause my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the hebrews

Leave you with more than stitches when my trigger finger itches

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

You're on my mind more than i want you to be